Maybe this was worth it after all!Once inside the spare bedroom I had arranged to dress in, necessary because Jennifer hadn?t wanted me setting at her...makeup table or using her things. I walked to the closet and looked inside at the garments hanging carefully on wooden hangers inside the long plastic bags. Those garments represented the key elements of changes I had made.The outfit that had come with the body suit was pure slut - whorish even. It had consisted of a black rubber looking mini. “Let’s go to the beach and do it there. I’ve been told that it can hurt the first time.”He carried her toward the beach. “I’ll be careful.”“That thing feels awfully big to me.”“It will fit, “ he laughed as he laid her on the sand. She was on her back, her legs spread, and he leaned over her and kissed her on the lips, the neck, the breasts, and his mouth moved down to her navel, to the hair in the pubic area, he flicked his tongue against her clitoris and put his tongue inside her vagina.“Oh,. Jean glanced at Mom and then slowly shook her head in silent remonstration.Continuing, Mom added, "You know your Uncle Jim. He's a strong, take-charge kinda guy now, but he was a little younger than me when we were kids. Still is for that matter. Why, there was a time when I could beat him up." Then, looking off into some unfocused middle distance, she shook her head and added ruefully, "That didn't last long. He grew up fast!"Jean snorted her juice through her nose, remembering, I supposed,. After three episodes of Hermie, it was clear the filming was going fine,except for this issue with the cameras.The elevator thrummed to life. Thirty seconds later, the 'paramedics'who had brought me to my current prison were carefully checking thecameras. The heavier set one said, ?Someone?s pulled the power cablesfrom these.?Ms. Daniels looked at us, the assembled children, and said, ?Have littlehands been touching the equipment? Children- these cameras are not toys!Speak up now. Remember what.